Just...why?
• Written by An-Honest-Stranger
An-Honest-Stranger's Notes
You can read this how you want, I added some elements so you can read it easier.
Also, I'm leaving the picture as the beat's picture, it deserves the publicity.
I've been thinking about this for a whole day, and I wanted to let out some of my feelings and anger for the world and how it is doing. I hope you enjoyed.
(Starts at 0:11)
"I'm sorry world, I suppose I have done some things wrong..."
"Infact, I take that back.. they all were only acting strong..."
"All these changes.. they're taking me into blame..."
"But they're slanting.. saying it as if I were lame..."
"I really hope they know what they're making..."
"Cause it is the money that they are baking....."
I really can't say a word without getting in trouble
Feels like I'm stacked in a big mac on the double
The environment, I feel as if all freedom were slain
Retirement...that would sound perfect for my brain
Being commanded, school is sometimes like a prison
Telling me to be a role model, if only they would listen
Everyone around me, starting to turn into an adult
They all doubt me, but faltering is becoming a default
My motivation is decreasing, vacations are increasing
absence is certainly pleasing, feels like I'm trapped in a ceiling
I'm sorry, but I can not step or slump down
Hope you understand, respect comes now
I'll submit this piece of emotion, let myself admit
These changes are just atrocious, all else in a pit...
I don't care if they say I can't change this enslavement
It's how you react that changes the arrangement...
We walk down their own added pavement
It's just like work except subtracted payment
They only do it for the money, what the fuck you dummies?!
I can't stand it it ain't FUNNY, feels as it'll never get SUNNY!
You're modeling the next generation of these young students
But you're showing that creation is one that should be truant!
We don't follow rules if they were made by a fool
I bet they sat in a stool, didn't care about us fools.....
I can't even be angry, I try to keep myself focused
But to be quite frankly, not anymore I can be potent
I always liked the art of rap
Maybe I should catch up perhaps?
I want to strike them with a jab
But then I'll punch rather than rap
Because it is a place where I can once again vent
and I can say whatever I want without anyone's consent
So, forget you world, you have never done anything for me
You make me hurl, I hope you shut up and open the door please.
They say I have to ace this..
but personalities has just turned faceless,
I'm like a sun that is completely ray less,
cept it is reality is making myself faithless
I really do hope that this song has rolled you a lesson.
You keep doing this world and I can't control the aggression
I now know this world will be in a recession
Just why is this world want control of suppression?
(Done, specifically at 2:21. Enjoy the rest of the song.)
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An-Honest-Stranger
Member since June 14 2014